Who says investment bankers are uncharitable? One batch of brokers has been positively oozing good will towards men. And also women. Whip-wielding, leather-encased women. Such are the female representatives of Fetish Fashion. That's the shop in Central that looks like a medieval torture chamber only trendier. They recently began hosting parties for people with alternative erotic tastes - the kind who think some of the stuff done to the heretics in the Middle Ages looked sort of fun. Anyway, a pre-Sevens charity auction was held during a boozy lunch at the Furama on Friday, and the kindly fetishists donated a night of whips and chains for a party of 25 or 30. This prize sat amidst the autographed rugby balls and shirts that were also on sale to raise money for Hope - a charity that provides for poverty-stricken orphans. We're told market men from a leading US investment bank were so moved by the orphans' plight that they decided to buy a night in a Fetish Fashion 'play room' . . . for HK$330,000. The establishment's owner was amused to learn that a crowd of brokers would soon be filling her state-of-the-art 'Dungeon'. There (the shop's Web site tells us) 'the stone stairs leading down to the Dungeon's entrance arch will provide a chilling overture to the slave's torment as the clicking heels of the Dom herald his or her arrival'. 'Most men are frightened when they come in here,' said Fetish Fashion owner Decima. But what will the party be like? She's enigmatic on that one. 'It will be whatever it turns out to be,' Decima informs us. Sounds like the stock brokers could have more than just money tied up in Fetish Fashion. Do you ever wonder what other people are eating for lunch? Neither do we. But there is apparently a market for details of the mid-day meals consumed by strangers, which has spawned a whole new Internet genre. It's called 'The Lunch Information Site'. There are an astonishing number of them littering cyberspace. Puzzled curiosity inspired Lai See to sample a few. The first one we tried was called 'What Dave ate for lunch', a dull catalogue of dates with fast-food items listed beside them. Dave invites his visitors to make dining suggestions, take a quick tour of the Web site, or 'join my personal cult'. Anyway, that was the normal one. 'Ben's Lunch Information' provides daily updates on the eating habits of one Ben Cox, a programmer at Carnegie Mellon University. His list is more detailed, and peppered with little asides like 'I won a free big bacon classic on my next visit. Whee!', 'It's almost March! Shamrock shakes are in !!!!!' and, 'Just because Tom doesn't wake up until 3pm doesn't mean I have to starve until he decides to stir.' But 'Honu's Lunch Information' features the most editorial comment. This snippet of soul searching was chronicled on a day that starred a ham and cheese sandwich from 'Wok & Roll'. 'I know its kind of weird to get a sandwich from a place with Wok in its name,' the site said. 'I had to borrow money to buy this . . . I thought I wouldn't have this problem after I got a job. I gotta stop buying 3D games and Saturns and stuff . . . ' Anyway, you get the gist. None of the men in our sample have ever eaten a meal at home. Mind you, all three have fallen behind on their records, so we can't be sure where they've eaten of late. Still, Lai See doesn't needs to see each and every entry to work out their patterns. It's pretty obvious they're all out to lunch. We hear Swedish cleaners are being forced to contend with filth. Reuters tells us that nation's chambermaids are seeking protection from sex-crazed hotel customers. 'Chambermaids are always having to come face to face with over-excited guests watching porn movies,' the Swedish Hotel Workers Federation tutted. The federation's solution? Let the maids work in twos. Hmm. Pairs of Swedish maids entering hotel rooms occupied by porn-glutted, over-excited men . . . probably not the ideal solution.